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American Night Lyrics - Artist : Doors, The
All hail the American night!
What was that? I don't know Sounds like guns...thunder Oh, keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Yeah, we're going to the Roadhouse Gonna have a real A good time Yeah, the back of the Roadhouse they got some bungalows Yeah, the back of the Roadhouse they got some bungalows And that's for the people who like to go down slow Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll All night long Do it, Robby, do it! You got to roll, roll, roll You got to thrill my soul, all right Roll, roll, roll, roll To thrill my soul You got to beep-a-gunk-a-chucha Honk-konk-konk-kadanta Each-ya-puna-ney-cha Bap-pa-lula-ni-chao Pao-pati-cha Ni-saong-kong Alright! Ashen lady Ashen lady Give up your vows Give up your vows Save our city Save our city Right now Well, I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer Well, I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer The future's uncertain and the end is always near Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll All night long Alright! Alright! Alright! Hey, listen! Listen! Listen, man! listen, man! I don't know how many you people believe in astrology Yeah, that's right...that's right, baby, I...I am a Sagittarius The most philosophical of all the signs But anyway, I don't believe in it I think it's a bunch of bullshit, myself But I tell you this, man, I tell you this I don't know what's going to happen, man, but I wanna have My kicks before the whole shit house goes up in flames Alright! |
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